Chapter 90

Sheila stepped into the room.

She walked over to the bedside, her expression etched with worry as she glanced at Henry. "Jessica, is Henry alright?"

Jessica knew Sheila could read sign language, so she skipped typing on her phone and signed directly.

"It's appendicitis, but he's okay now. The surgery's done."

"How did he get appendicitis all of a sudden?"

Jessica shook her head.

Sheila's face softened with sympathy. "Poor thing, must have been so painful for him."

Sheila pulled up a chair and sat down next to Jessica.

Jessica frowned, her mind drifting.

Timothy had suddenly started doting on her, buying her cake, acting unusually close, and upending one of her long-held suspicions.

him so much, she was utterly

heart was

the same age, they never acted like aunt and nephew. That strange lack of boundaries made it awfully hard

and Sallie had dropped hints

Sheila showing up uninvited, Jessica's

presence felt like a constant reminder of everything

Sheila outright—just to get the truth out. But she stopped herself;

first appeared before her, in both words

really was something between Sheila and Timothy, would Sheila ever admit it? And if word got back to Timothy, it would only

prided herself on

inside, desperate

quickly tamped it down and sat quietly, not saying

however, broke the

danger now. You've been up all night-why don't you go

hand, just got off a long flight and haven't

then said, "Actually, Jessica, there's something you should know. Last time Henry had a fever, the nurse who gave him the injection was his classmate's mother. He asked me to pretend to be you-he didn't want his classmates to find out about your situation. It's almost morning,

didn't finish, but her meaning was

Jessica got the message.

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